School Auditorium: Auditions, beginning Noonish.

[stickittotheme.livejournal.com]

The lights are up up on the stage, and Dewey sits in the middle of the center aisle of seats, a notebook and pen in hand, and his iPod at the ready in case there are any lulls in auditions.

Yes, that is seriously how low-key Dewey has set up auditions. Get up on stage and do your monologue and sing your song, and you shall be properly auditioned.

[ooc: Wait for OCD! OCD up! Audition to your heart's content!]

Comments

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[fates_jaye]

There's a long silence, and Jaye says. "God dammit, now I have to suggest it."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker chortled,way too amused. "DEATH has left, I just talked to his roommate. You have to carry on, Jaye! Like--" Parker does *not* say 'someone broken' but it's a close thing. "--a trouper! Or a trooper! Hee."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves!

[fates_jaye]

Her eyes go wide. "Not DEATH! We were supposed to get drunk again together," she pouts. Dammit.

She gets up and goes to talk to Dewey.